Pile another layer over the rest
noonenotices noonenotices
so much to cover,
so much if it wants to crack through and be shown.
Darkdarkdark over colours, over colours.
No one notices, but it seems transparent to me.
All these layers seem like watercolours
when I meet up with my reflections.
There's so much beauty I want to capture,
keep in a box away from
danger
harm
destruction
Things like the trees in the summer, the insides of the bus, and you.
Walls are breaking down,
things are always changing.
The ground we're on is uneven, and we could never catch each other
we'll fall at the same time,
but only one falls for another.
You're my unnatural disasters,
I couldn't evacuate if I tried.
everyone.shakes.to.the.beat.with.a.barrel.down.their.throat.
- Hello electrical currents.
It's confusing when things are going kind of alright,
because I never know what to say.
I don't handle defeat very well, but I always know how to phrase it.
Anybody else could do this hack job better than I ever could.
I just stumbled in and stuck you in the photocopier,
stuck a name on it.
I spill my guts with words I shouldn't own,
I borrowed your alphabet soup, and I never gave it back.
Everytime we've reached the same level,
your elevator starts going back up.
Mine is perpetually jammed,
will you push the down button once in a while?
You will always find new ways to ruin me,
I'm a cliche ten times over.
I'm not sure I want to stop falling
dance.into.the.fire.
- There's so much more to say, but I won't find the right phrasing.
I'm picking knife fights,
showing up to battle with ballpoint pens.
The pen is mightier
but it won't keep you out of emergency rooms.
I'm underprepared and ill-equipped for love and wars
I'll lose the battle on both fronts.
I kind of want to control the free world,
but it's only free with cupons and mail-in rebates.
everday.my.confusion.grows.
- Rambling for great justice.
Here we go around the board again,
watching every move we make.
Hyper-sensitive to the smallest misstep.
Go back to start, do not pass go.
I love how you make me exhaust
every cliche, metaphor, and allegory I've got.
I wanna be a part of a line of sight,
not just in peripherals.
when.you.turn.the.lights.down.think.of.me.
- Got a miracle cure that doesn't know I'm around.
Somethings just need to stop once in a while
like how you run your signals through blenders
just before you send them my way.
You need to keep your low pitched morbidity
and steady breathing out of my ears
so they'll stay out of my head when things get quiet.
If you're going to tear this world to pieces,
stop rebuilding sections of the walls.
fade.out.of.this.world.
- This basement dungeon is wreaking havoc on my organs.
Things you must do to make me happy
inhale
exhale
Or scratch that last
and just hold that breath in till
you're changing colours
things start collapsing [notusthistime]
Oh baby, this boy's turning blue.
Can we take a polaroid of this one moment?
I want to watch it develop,
see all our mistakes become defined before our eyes.
The ones that we can not
will not fix up.
it's.always.tease.tease.tease.
- Inspired by notepads and trashy psychological thrillers. A+ to my muses.
My nightlight moved on to light someone else's darkness
So i'm making candles out of all our memories,
because nothing else keeps the night out.
You've built me emotional rollercoasters
silly boy, didn't anyone tell you that
85 degree angles are illogical?
Wishing you best nights,
can't stop the girls from wishing the impossible.
Be happy
one golden kid to another.
cried.for.you.on.the.kitchen.floor.
- Please phrase all apologies in the form of epic poetry.
It's all going to come out in that dark basement,
sitting together, lights off,
desks placed to get the heart to skip just the right beats.
Telling me it's all an act,
proof that we're just facades,
it all turns to reality when we bring in the chemicals.
Are the chemicals bringing out your reality?
Is sobriety your shadow puppet?
I want you to pretend I mean something,
cause boy I will load you up till it's
whole truths.
put.me.where.i.belong.
- Revision revision revision
Want to write it all over these blank white walls
with something indelible and dark
lines that can not be erased.
Want them all to know that the world is always
too big or too small for me.
It feels so small when I start to feel trapped,
like I'll never get out of this room [justfourwallsroundme]
And feels so big when I know I can't see it all
just fly me all around in one go,
we'll worry about the environmental damages later.
Need out
freedom
space
it's too small in here, too
cramped.
she's.lost.control.again.
- Joy Division + me + after midnight = bad.
Our circles just serve to remind me that still
chasing after what isn't/won't be mine.
I want to say you're leading me on boy,
making me see connections where the wires have
shorted out
frayed
never been
but I think it's all just from the light [alwayscatchingyourlenses]
and irregular sleeping patterns [getoutofmyhead]
I must have made it all up in my head,
It's only tense because I can't have what I want.
Spoiled brats can ruin anything.
I feel like I'm always on the outside looking in,
even in the world inside my head.
we're.both.in.denial.
- Got the shakes.
